The Memphis appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1886-1890, 1887-11-11
THE SUICIDE.
Louis Lingg Cheats the GaiIows by Dcs-
troytng Himself

THE SUICIDE.
Louis Lingg Cheats the GniIow by Dcs-
troying Himself
CHICAGO, ILL.,, Nov. 10.-Louis Lingg,
the anarchist, will never speak again.
Quick and awful as was ever any act of his
Creator, the voice that cried "Iloch die
Anarchie!" was turned to silence forever.
What seemed muflied, horrible echo of
thefearful bomb OF the Haymarket came
suddenly in his lonely cell this morning
That instantthe mans face, which, belying
his fiend like deeds, has seemed beautiful
as an archangel's, was made revolving
mass Of blood and shreds Of tangled flesh
Louis Lingg was triumphant Despite all
human efforts. he had eiIaced from even
his countenance every trace Of Gods inn
age. For single instant,i with back
against the bars of Lingg's celLdoor, the
stalwart guard stood stupeied, while a
puff OF blue smoke from the dark recess
behind crossed hisshoulder. Then cnsued
a wild rush Of deputies, the changing of
iron gates, and above the confusion and
din the shouting OF the guard: "lts
Lingg It's Iingg!" 'That came from
Linggl"
A rapid, cautious movement by turn
key flung the cell door open, and with an
eager peer into the shadows two excited
deputies jumped in pell nell. Their ejac-
ulations Of horror brought the other
guards quickly within the cell. An age Of
agony and suspense was passed by the Jail
inmates In the cells above and around.
There was a shutting Of feet on the stone
floor, and ,,len tho hundreds Of strained
eyes watching down through the iron net
ting and bars saw a row Of guards in shirt
sleeves struggling across the dmly lighted
area, bearing by the legs and arms the
body Of a man between iheufs The up
turned face was huge eliot Of blood, but
the turnkey who supported the head had
his fingers wound tightly into the unmis-
takably brown curling rngets Of the
bomb-maker, Louis LinW. The big key
Of Jailcr Folz, grating in the main lock-
interrupted for a moment the sound Of pat
tering ON the white stone pavement
THERE WAS 4 CREAKISo 90 Rusty HINGES,
And the anarchists and common Jail birds
had gazed their Inst ON Ingg. A few steps
brought the huddlcd up coriegc TO the
bathroom Of the Jail, n stuiIy little apart
ment scarcely ten feet square. Lingg WIS
dumped on the floor with scant tenderness
by the men who have been daily half ex-
pecting 10 meet their death at his hands
TO all appearances the anarchist WIS stark
dead. Ills 1.-THE, athletic form was clothed
only IN n short tunic, and the brawny
limbs seemed rigid. 4 small pool of gore
was seen floating the brown curls sur
mounting the broad shoulders, ahd one
glance showed how fingg had striycn
with dynamite 10 blow of his own head.
The entire lower half Of the once hand
some face was gone, including the upper
lin and Jaw, and the under fraction Of the
nose. When Il had been was now jug
gcd. bloody gap extending across 10 the
, ears and down to the Adams apple.
open your ewes, Lingg," exclaimed
the doctor, who had jus, reached the
room. To the astonishmcnt Of the 10y.
, standerS Lingg's eyes opened and looked
/ calmly about him. lie was Immediately
raised 20 table and proppcd up with Pill.
lows and washed huuicdly, while cloth
bandagcs were passed around the lower
part of the face aud around the top Of the
b<ut hiding all but the n0sc, eyes and
forehead, all loose, dangling flesh being
} first cut away. The gutia.pcrcha mouth
Of a fountain syringe was inserted with q
Doctors finger into the great hole left 10y
A the dynamite. BY this method water
and brandy were administered. This
was repeated at intervals, Iingp
meanwhile gazing sieadfasily about
y him, watching every movement Of
those in the room, but apparently indif
, icrent 90 what they did and caring nothing
4 about the almost ccasclcss slanniing o
! the door only o few feet distant. Every
!, L-ls5w aud then, without any seeming i'm
! mediate cause, fearful hollow grooming
g would sound through the bandnges. Lis
(, tcncrs, aghast, would abandon the room,
! only 20 give place t0a new set not yet
I weakened by the horrors within the death
!, chamber. lingg moved his long, sinewl
. right arm easily-his left hand
WAS TORN ny THE DYSAMirE-
!. and without trouble wrote IN German
y simple directions as 10 raising him higher
,, or the like. Beyond glance Of rccogni
q ton 20 Capt. Black, who came into tn
! room for moment and said, Poor, poor
y fellow" there was nothing 10 break thl
o horrible agony OF six mortal houus' wal
= for deaths approach. The Rev. DIR. Bol
y, !. ton, a Methodist minister attending
% ficlden, went in, but got no answering
= look from hngg. The minister came on
q shaking his head hopelcssly Lngg'
r breathing gradually became slower. Th
q pallor on the forehead dcepcned. A Sigh
~ glaze was noticed In the sunkel
N eyes. Some one said, Gle
in dying aud the reporters made ready 10
~ rush 20 the nearest telephone. Lingg
Il. big breast heaycd once, and was still. III
b. eyes looked straight ahead, with somethin
y Of their old brightness, but ut whispc
d from the doctor, the reporters dashed I
y, the telephone, falling over one anoihc
~ down the narrow stairway 20 the courl
iec yarl IN their efforts 10 tell the news iirs'
VEL While the reporters were tumbling an
,S' running, the doctor raisel Iingg's rigl
a. arm. II fell back on The table, limp. A
%. attendants right aud leit ioipiingCs wer
si laid on lingg's forehead, and passinl
ns pushed the eyelids shut. In a momef